I hear her voice in the morning hour – she calls to me Shawshank, November 23, 2020 Good sleep. Wake up to a different coffee pot. Couldn’t get it to work for 20 minutes. Why doesn’t it just have a frigging on/off button? It has 2 sliders, and 3 buttons. I shouldn’t need a PhD to turned the damned thing on. Excuse me I need to get some coffee. I think I remember having weird dreams. Not weird bad, but I do remember at one point in my dreams thinking I should remember this to tell Crystal later. But alas, earwax, I can’t remember them at all. Today, I have a couple things to do, I gotta relocate the “Romance Rack” – the Nora Roberts bookcase back to its rightful place in the living room. Then we’re gonna head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some basic groceries. Happy Monday y’all Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life And Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al September 3, 2021 Good morning everyone, welcome to Friyay! It’s been a long long week here, and I’m ready for the weekend for sure. I left my plants outside last night. I don’t know how much longer that I’ll be able to do that – let alone leave them out during the day,… Read More
Life Everyone’s wondering, will you come out tonight June 18, 2022 Good morning motherfuckers. It’s a somewhat bright and shiny day out. It’s windy, and we have a heat advisory active for the next two days. I’ll have the fans going when I leave at 8:30. You heard that right. Ya boy is going on a road trip to CapitalCity this… Read More
Life So they all come and dance beside me April 5, 2021 Good morning! I’m up, showered, dressed, and I have a cup of coffee sitting in front of me. My little experiment has worked the last couple of days – my phone stays out in the living room. The volume is loud enough to wake me up. That’s a good thing,… Read More